Poison

"Ah!"

Peng Chan waved his hand forcefully and smashed the spider to the ground. He stomped it to death.

He could feel his neck stiffen instantly, and a sharp pain came from his neck.

Peng Chan immediately pressed a few acupuncture points on his body to seal the flow of blood in his body. He then took an antidote pill.

He took a deep breath for a while before temporarily suppressing the poison.

Seeing Peng Chan in such a sorry state, Wu Jiang laughed out loud. The poison was extremely domineering. Even if it was temporarily suppressed, it would quickly erupt later.

If nothing unexpected happened, Peng Chan would definitely die.

When Peng Chan heard this mocking laughter, he looked at Yu Su and her with a dark expression, his eyes filled with malice. "Alright, I've always liked to play chess behind your backs. I didn't expect to be injured by a chess piece one day. You guys have guts!"